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Sigh, I'm so envious!
Thinking this, Fei Jie poured another glass of wine into his cup and drank it all in one gulp.
At the same time, he glanced at his disciple and pursed his lips.
He shook his head, sighed, but said nothing more.
Fan Xian frowned, clearly having noticed the ill-intentioned look in her eyes.
I realized that my teacher was admiring someone else's apprentice while casually criticizing me.
Although I knew the teacher was just a little drunk.
They simply can't control their admiring eyes and disdainful lips.
But Fan Xian's pride wouldn't allow him to shut up at this moment!
Well then, I'm sorry, teacher, let's hurt each other!
After thinking it over, Fan Xian immediately looked directly at Fei Jie and spoke.
"Teacher, it is true that Ruoruo's talent is a little bit higher than mine."
"But, is that possible?"
"Did she meet a good man who discovered her talent?"
"You can't be hypocritical, only criticizing others while not criticizing yourself."
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Chapter Forty-Five: Fan Xian's Flattery! The Beginning of the Plagiarist's Tale!
Upon hearing this, Su Yu quietly put down her chopsticks.
As for Ruoruo, after Su Yu gave her a signal with her eyes...
He very considerately handed me a plate of smashed cucumber.
Well, now that we've finished our main meal, it's time for some fruit and vegetables.
Wu Zhu remained indifferent, only starting to clean up after they finished eating.
Fei Jie was taken aback when he heard Fan Xian rattle off a string of words.
Double standards?
What do you mean?
He's just like his mother, always using strange and unusual words.
Fei Jie then shook his head, his old face flushed, and his brows furrowed slightly.
However, this is not important.
The important thing is that he understood the meaning of that whole passage!
This brat is actually saying that it's not that he's inferior to Ruoruo, but that he's inferior to Su Yu!
Although, perhaps his medical skills were somewhat inferior to his.
As he gets older, his eyesight probably isn't as sharp as that kid's.
However, Fan Xian actually said it outright.
Don’t you want to lose face?
He's rebelling against the Heavenly Gang; he's an unfilial disciple!
Fei Jie shook his dizzy head, forced himself to sit up, slammed his hand on the table, and roared.
"Fan Xian, what are you doing? Are you trying to rebel?"
“Talking back in public, exposing your mistakes, and criticizing your master.”
"To put it bluntly, this behavior is tantamount to betraying one's master and ancestors, do you know that?"
"On a smaller scale... that's not important."
"In short, in the past, you would have been drowned in a pig cage."
"..."
After a burst of energy, he swayed unsteadily and then suddenly sat down.
Ruoruo scratched her head.
Why do I feel like I've heard what Teacher Fei said somewhere before?
It seems to be from a story my brother told.
However, she knew that Teacher Fei was drunk and talking nonsense.
He then took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and poured out a small black pill.
She then obediently handed it to her husband.
Wu Zhu tilted his head and looked at Fei Jie.
He then glanced at Fan Xian again without saying anything.
Su Yu listened from the side, her shoulders shaking with laughter.
This is incoherent and the wording is terrible.
No wonder he only looked at Fan Xian with disdain at the beginning, but didn't say anything.
It turns out it wasn't that they wanted to say something but were holding back; it was that their language system was in disarray.
Su Yu sighed, realizing that Fei Lao's alcohol tolerance was truly poor; he hadn't even drunk that much.
I should have encouraged him to eat more peanuts.
Seeing Ruoruo hand over the hangover medicine, Su Yu threw it down Fei Jie's throat.
Fei Jie licked the pill and murmured.
Why are you giving me hangover medicine?
"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk."
Fan Xian was so angry he laughed.
Forget it, let's just help the drunk teacher back home and not argue with him anymore.
Just as he was about to call for the teacher to lend a hand and help the teacher back to the Fan residence.
Fei Jie suddenly raised his head, his brown eyes showing a newfound clarity.
She seemed a little more awake.
However, he looked at Fan Xian and chuckled.
"Fan Xian, in terms of medical skills, I am certainly not as good as you, Mr. Su."
"But in the art of poisons, I am also known as a master of my generation."
"In this world, I can't kill anyone except a Grandmaster."
"Anyone else is no match for them."
We must get our revenge.
We also need to curb Fan Xian's arrogance.
Then Fei Jie looked at Fan Xian and said.
"I will teach you the art of poison, and Su Yu will teach Ruoruo the art of medicine."
"In the end, Ruoruo's medical skills are better than your poison skills, even though she studied for a shorter time."
"We each have our own version of events regarding whose fault this is, so let's not say anything if we can't say for sure."
"Then let me ask you, you said Su Yu is good at discovering people's talents."
"He taught you to read and write, so why is your handwriting so ugly?"
He even gave a cold snort after saying that.
Upon hearing this, Fan Xian blushed and sniffed.
"No, teacher, why are we talking about this?"
"When it comes to reading, what's tested is literary talent; as for handwriting... handwriting isn't important."
When saying the last few words, his voice was inevitably a little softer.
Su Yu couldn't help but smile.
If the hangover cure worked well, Old Fei seemed much more sober.
Fei Jie chuckled.
"Your literary talent? Then show it to me, let me see."
"What Mr. Su praised doesn't count; he'll definitely side with you."
Fan Xian responded to Fei Jie with a cold snort.
"Teacher, hold your chin steady, don't be so startled you'll drop it."
Then he looked at Su Yu, his eyes flickered, and a flash of inspiration appeared.
Immediately, a song came to mind.
Although it was to spite the teacher and slap him in the face.
But I really do want to present a poem to Mr. Su.
I originally intended to give it to him when he left.
Fan Xian stood up, faced Su Yu, bowed respectfully, and said solemnly.
“Sir, you have been in my household for over a year and have taught me with such care for so long.”
"As the time for parting approached, the students felt grateful and deeply reluctant to leave."